Ling Jing ran forward suddenly and picked up Jun Yuexi who was curled up on the ground. Her body was still twitching, and there was obvious sweat on her hands.

When he pushed away the hair on her face, which was already stained with sweat, he saw her pale face. The originally rosy face was not covered with blood at this moment, and her small teeth were almost about to put them into pieces.

The lips bite bleeding.

His heart suddenly seemed to be hit hard by something, surrounded by a pain. Why did she look like this in a blink of an eye?!

He picked her up and rushed out of the room. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the little life in his arms was actually fragile.

Even so fragile... might leave him at any time!

This thought flashed through his mind, making him unwilling to think about it any more.

In his arms, her body slowly stopped twitching. When he ran downstairs and told the driver to prepare the car, her hands had already grabbed the collar of his chest, "Brother Ling, I no longer hurts."

.”

Although she still looked weak at the moment, the blood was returning to her face little by little, and her breathing returned to normal.

He looked at her in confusion, only to feel a strangeness in it.

"I really don't hurt anymore... As long as Brother Ling doesn't throw me away again." The little guy said, his hands passing through his armpits and hugging him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would put it again

She threw it to the ground.

"You're really okay?" he asked.

Her body shrank, and the memories just now were clearly imprinted in her mind. When Brother Ling threw her to the ground, his body, which had already failed to hurt, suddenly started to hurt again, and it was so painful.

Even more awesome.

But Brother Ling just stood in front of her and looked at her with a very cold look. At that moment, she suddenly felt that Brother Ling was so far away from her...

She wanted to reach out to grab him, she wanted to ask him why she had to throw him down... but she felt so painful... so painful that she didn't even have the strength to speak.

It was not until... Brother Ling picked her up again that the pain began to recede again...

"Brother Ling kept holding Xiaoxi, so Xiaoxi wouldn't hurt... Don't throw Xiaoxi away, okay?" Her little hand was held tightly, almost trying to bury her own body

Entering his body.

And her body was tense at this moment, waiting for his answer.

He was silent, feeling his hands holding her small body suddenly became extremely heavy. After a moment, the word "good" slowly spit out from his mouth.

After hearing this word, her body suddenly softened. He lowered his head and looked at her in his arms. She closed her eyes and breathed calmly - was she asleep?

"Young master, do you still need to prepare a car?" asked the servant next to him.

When he looked at her sleeping heavily in his arms, the blood had returned to her face, but the red marks caught on her neck were still attached to her fair skin, looking so vivid.

"No need for now." Ling Jing said, turned around and hugged Jun Yuexi back to the room.

He wanted to put her on the bed, but her hand, even though she was asleep, was still holding him tightly. Just as he was about to carefully push her hand away, what she had just seen flashed through his mind

If he kept holding her, she wouldn't have hurt?

His eyes drooped gently, and he did something he had never expected - he lay on the bed with her, letting her sleep in his arms, and covered her with a thin quilt. And he,

Just lowered his head and looked at her quietly...

There were some obvious tears on her white face. Did she cry just now? She cried in pain?

His fingertips gently wiped her tears, unable to tell whether it was bitter or astringent or regretful?

...

"What do you know?" Xia Qi's voice sounded again in Ling Jing's ear. He looked up at the other person. This was the little guy's mother. Although he didn't look much like the little guy, he had seen it.

This woman's smile is warm and very similar to the little guy's smile.

At this moment, he could easily see from the other person's eyes that she cared and worried about Xiaoxi. Because she was a mother? So it is natural to care about her children like this, right?

Mother? Is that true? If his mother is still alive, would she care about him like this?

Maybe it's just that kind of care, I'm afraid it's not what he wants.

"She said, I am her fate. As long as I hold her, she will not hurt." Ling Jing replied, staring at Xia Qi with her eyes tightly, observing the change of the other party's expression.

Fate Yi! This young man is indeed the daughter’s fate!

Xia Qi was shocked, and was surprised, but more natural. Because it was fate, her daughter liked Ling Jing so much. She always wanted to stick to this cold boy, and because it was fate, so

It was clearly a full moon night, but my daughter could still fall asleep so peacefully in the arms of the other person.

"That's great!" Xia Qi smiled, happy that her daughter had found her fate. As soon as she relaxed, her legs suddenly became weak and she fell to the ground.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened again, and Jun Jinyan walked into the room. Ling Jing frowned. When did it start to become so easy for his room to come in by outsiders?

After glanced at the daughter and Ling Jing on the bed, Jun Jinyan quickly walked to Xia Qi's side, and helped her up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He is Mingyi, he is Xiaoxi's life! Xiaoxi really found her Mingyi!" Xia Qi cried and laughed at Jun Jinyan. In recent years, she has been worried about her daughter.

The suppressed emotions were not released until this moment.

If Mingyi is found, it means that the daughter can survive, and will not commit suicide like those Jun family who cannot find Mingyi, who committed suicide before the age of 45 because they could not bear the pain.

When Jun Jinyan entered the room and saw Jun Yuexi sleeping peacefully, he had already guessed this fact. Looking at Xia Qi's face full of tears, he leaned down and his lips naturally pressed against her face.

Suck - sucking the tears from her face.

This action was so natural for him. Because every time she cried, he would do this, caring for every drop of her tears.

Jun Jinyan sucked tears attentively, not caring about it. Wherever he was at this moment, and... there was a 13-year-old boy watching next to him.
Chapter completed!